Down in the forest, there is a tree.
What's left of one, anyway.
The Nemeton calls another supernatural creature to its town.
The blood that drips onto it forms a circle.
He is happy to!
Can he convert sunlight into food? Can he cause arbitrary chemical reactions? Can he turn himself into solid gold just for kicks?
"I'm sorry about how we met, Ellie," says the deputy.
"I don't usually do that kind of thing."
No. Sort of, he can make arbitrary chemicals. No, but he could turn his skin to gold.
"I should hope not."
"I can't actually seat six. Ellie, do you mind flying while the rest of us drive?"
"It would be faster if she could take us to the woods, but I understand if you don't want to ferry people back and forth."
"It would be no trouble."
"I can fly, too."
"I'll take the cute one."
"I think I should go with Ellie."
"He can fly himself, he can't take passengers."
The four of them are very grateful for the fairy taxi.
She can take them to where she remembers the Nemeton having been.
Eli will have some trouble getting there, though.
That's kind of awkward. Guess he's not invited.
"I guess you didn't actually need us."
"We still don't know if it will talk to me."
"Do you want me to try first?"
"If you like."
He attempts to commune with the tree.
After a few minutes, he sighs.
"Sorry. Go ahead."
"Hello?" she says to the stump.
What is your nature?
What kind are you?
"I am a daeva, a fairy."
You are different than my kinds. They fight against their nature, but you are your nature.